Chapter 35
Chapter 35:
I didn’t ask Jed about the money. I was done with everything. I had enough saved up from the Daniels to move out of Jed’s and rent a place of my own. I’d stay somewhere small—really small—since I wanted to stretch the money as long as possible. I might need to find another job once I broke up with Jed, especially if he decided to fire me from the club.
Yeah, nothing was ever going well for Remy. I thought deeply in the darkness of the room. I cried myself to sleep again, just like I had the night before, alone in Jed’s bed while he went to Zephyr, probably working on his next boyfriend to pimp out for his own benefit.
After the fundraising event, Oscar came to my apartment. We had our hot, passionate sex, and then he lingered until the next day, which made me happy. Still, the situation wasn’t ideal. I could still see the concern on his face about being with me. He smiled, just like he always did, when I handed him his morning coffee. He looked incredibly sexy in my white shirt from last night. It was crumpled and half-unbuttoned, with some buttons missing from our passionate encounter.
The man looked like he belonged to me, half-naked in my clothes. Mine.
“Robyn, my assistant suggested that we should take a vacation,” I mentioned casually, knowing he would have an issue with someone knowing about us, more so than the actual idea of us going on an intimate vacation.
“Robyn, your assistant knows about us?” His face turned pale, and I couldn’t help myself—I reached for him and kissed the tip of his nose.
“She’s been with me for years. She knows who I really am. I told her about you.” I put my hand on his cheek, and he leaned into it as if he was starving for our closeness, just as much as I was, feeling the awkward distance between us.
“You have?” His voice cracked. He grew even paler, and I thought he might faint.
I nodded and tugged him closer by the waist. I slipped my leg between his and leaned back lazily on the kitchen island. I set our cups aside and let my hands creep up from under the rumpled white shirt. Slowly, I started cupping his sexy, naked buttocks until he melted in my hands. Soft, sexy guttural noises escaped him, and I dove in for another kiss.
“You’re so fucking sexy. I’d have you in just my white shirts, all day, all year, if I could have my way with you,” I growled in his ear. He shuddered and ground his cock against my thigh as his hands slid down to my boxer briefs. His unsure touches only made me hungry for more. I couldn’t believe I had this perfect, blushing man in my arms.
“When is this vacation happening? And where are we going?” he asked.
“It’s a week from now. I want you to take a week off. I don’t care what excuse you come up with, but we’ll have my private jet waiting. My driver will discreetly pick you up that day. As for where we’re going, sadly, that’s Robyn’s surprise for us. But she assured me it would be discreet. I’d put my life on Robyn, so you don’t have to worry p>
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Nothing to worry about but to keep the whole week free for us. “1…1 don’t know if I could…
“Ssh…just follow your passion, beautiful, you’re so much more than a fling to me p>
My prince blushed perfectly, then blushed deeper as my lubricated fingers teased him between his cheeks.
“Ghazi p>
“Are you still sore, baby p>
“I can take it,” he said confidently, and I groaned, thrusting my tongue deep into his mouth.
The man kissed me back with the same vigour. More buttons bounced across the kitchen floor, my briefs discarded as I made him bend over the kitchen island. He spread his legs slightly, allowing my hard cock to slide deeper into him.
“Fuck!” He clenched his teeth and my grip on his body tightened. And when I turned him over and lifted him, his back was on the kitchen island and his legs spread easily for me.
“Take a week off with me, we need it p>
Oscar moaned and the tip of his cock was dripping with pre-cum, making me want to push harder. “Ghazi p>